These proud ill-natur'd Fellows from my Country,

And keep his Hunters from my hunting Ground.[Pg 134]

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He must do this, and do it quickly too,

Or he will find the Path between us bloody.

Sharp.

Sharp.

Of this we will acquaint our gracious King,

And hope you and your Chiefs will now confirm

A solid Peace as if our King was present;

We're his Ambassadors, and represent him,

And bring these Tokens of his Royal Friendship

To you, your Captains, Chiefs, and valiant Men.

Read, Mr. Catchum, you've the Inventory.

Catchum.

Catchum.

The British King, of his great Bounty, sends

To Ponteach, King upon the Lakes, and his Chiefs,

Two hundred, No [Aside] a Number of fine Blankets,

Six hundred [Aside] Yes, and several Dozen Hatchets,

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